I feel so high When I write so low. I could die Up below. Can you see me? My fellow soul. Needles digging in Tears streaming out. A smile twitches slightly The modus switches route. Swimming upstream the ephemeral plane I don't plan any gain Ghastly I'm fading now, I won't come back, I don't know how. Slipping on a yellow slope I'm lost now, no hope. Voices echo in my mind, My nostalgia rewind Down the whirlpool